American Slavery

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For years we have faced pain, suffering, torment, and death We have had to fight through the worst of conditions We have had to fight through bullying from all ends because we are darker than most
I am a black bounty hunter, yes I am indeed My master and I hunt fugitive slaves, while we ride on steeds Sadly, I am a slave, so shouldn’t I be ashamed?
It began with slavery. Why?Why dehumanize a whole race for personal benefit?Sold, raped, whipped, worked, killed?For your success?To grow your crops and pick your cotton?Keep the house clean and raise your children?After all we did for you, you st
Enslavement breathes anxiously.  Nobody knows what is to come. Taken from their homes abruptly with cerulean naked to the eye. Vessel accompanied by confused chaos and tears.
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